You found an old cassette labeled River_Ambience, left behind by the bank of the Cagayan River. When you play it, the sound isn’t what the label promised. The river is steady and quiet, but something feels off with the sound.


They say that in life, we should go with the flow. But I think we should go against the current. Nothing visible reveals the clue, but the file carries a silent trace waiting to be uncovered.